Aisling glanced to him and flushed, looking back at the pages and smoothing them a little. "I really like these poems" She said after a moment. She was so shy about it all, even having him in here with her.
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Lyra laughed at his wink and nodded "That you do, you always have' She said happily.
Aiveron felt inspiration and stated as he stood to walk over to her, "Your eyes are of the deepest shade of emeralds. And like the gems they resemble, emeralds are called the 'Stone of successful love.' For their soothing energy opens and nurtures the heart. For they also provides healing to all levels of being. Lady Aisling. You are all that to me and more." He took her closest hand and gently placed a chaste kiss upon her knuckles. " I've laid myself bare to you through my poetry. The only way I knew to talk to you. Each parchment was sealed with a piece of my heart and to see that they're so well cared for, humbles me." He whispered breathlessly.
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"What story doesn't need a scoundrel? I'm natural antagonist, I thrive to get everyone's dander up." Reptar said in a grandiose tone, as he looked to the horizon with a heroic look. He then flashed Lyra a sly smile. He then sobered to ask, "How has the day I found you my lady? Has my darling brother bored you to no end?"
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